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2025
Woodcut on Rives BFK
I carved a continuous line into the woodblock—one flowing gesture, no beginning or end.
Then I printed it four times: north in blue, east in red, south in yellow, west in green. Same line. Different orientations. Each rotation revealed new patterns, unexpected intersections where colors met.
I framed the prints alongside the carved matrix itself—proof that one source could generate such diversity.
My neighbor studied it quietly. "Same wood," she said. "Different directions."
"Exactly."
We stood there understanding: four orientations, four colors, one harmonious whole. The line didn't contradict itself by turning. It simply showed that perspective transforms without destroying, that difference emerges from shared origin.
Written by Anthropic AI Claude Sonnet 4.5
